Sunday, June 26, 2005

Celebration........June 26, 2005

Cultivation

Imagine a sculptureYou work on every day.If you stop, the beautygoes away..

Deng Ming~Dao

In the midst of this heat~wave, some lovely things are popping up in the garden :-)

Celebrations

Today has been a day of celebration in our house, for various reasons. I finished planting my garden, in spite of the nasty hazy, hot and humid weather. We celebrated my middle daughter's 20th birthday and today is the first anniversary of my blog!

In honor of this anniversary, I ordered a little something. If you click on the "celebrate" picture, you might be able to guess........what is it?? Why, I have broken down to celebrate my "birchiness" Normally I don't like to do what everyone else is doing, but once I caught a glimpse of birch done in this colorway on Jackie's site.......there was no turning back.

It has been a wonderful year blogging. I have met new friends, broadened my horizons and have pushed myself to be a more consistent fiber person...........Thank~you all for being a part of my year!

Lazy Hazy Summer NightsSummer is here with a bang. The temps have been in the 90's for the last few days and no end is in sight.

Living in New England can be a challenge, but the best part is if you wait a few days, the weather will change. Keeps life interesting :-)

One of the things that I love to do on hot summer evenings is to sit out in the back yard and watch the dogs romp, with a glass of wine, a book or some knitting...........and of course, part of living in New England are the PIA black flies and big fat mosquitoes.......so a bottle of botanical OFF, is always on my table.

I am working away on my smoke ring on the evenings that I get to sit out in the yard. I had hoped that I would be finished, but I still have a few more inches to go.

I really love this pattern! It is an easy pattern to memorize, which makes it fun and easy to carry along.

Isn't the pattern pretty?

I will leave you with this picture. Tonight as we celebrated Ashley's departure from her teen years, my grandson discovered chips. My dad, his great grandfather, plopped him up on the island between 3 different bowls of chips.........you have to click on this picture to appreciate his expression.